This was the best feeling of his life - no doubt about it, no question - and not just because he couldn't think of a single other moment of his life - everything he was was fucking and fucking was all that mattered. Feeling her muscles shaking and squeeze and feeling her getting wetter and feeling her bury her face in his neck, it was bliss, he never wanted to stop chasing this high. Much buried his hand in her hair, holding her tight against him and panting heavily into her ear as he came hard inside her and no, this, this was the best feeling of his life. He felt himself throbbing inside her, the feeling so intense fireworks were bursting the bright black of his eyelids, his whole body desperate to hold onto this feeling as long as he could. Each jerk and slight movement was prying him apart. Goddamn.